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May 2019
Walk into a room filled with wisdom and pride,
The love you projected never lied,
Always there to give me a guide,
Making sure my heads on right.
Being in your presence was pure joy
Filled with laughter and chuckles,
But you were as stubborn as brass knuckles.
You found god and for that I'm thankful
Because now he has the most perfect angel.
To my paps
Yvonne Cutlip
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Yvonne Cutlip  24/F/Ohio
(24/F/Ohio)   
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